you can tell From these shells, how I gotta bend 'em like route canals I erase all trails, somethin' farther from gettin' bail Makes you wanna kill
milligrams worth, but I'm feeling so amped I can kill a damn verse [Verse 1] [Aesop Rock] I was cooling at the park with a couple of other Jukies An
With 50 other niggaz on the other side of the map Knew it's all good and all done what, we want some Mike Tyson of this rap shit, pullin' out Macs for
teaaarrsss, No more tears for moms to cryyyyy [Mike Jones] Mike Jones I Cry for my ghetto 'cause we keepin us down Instead of helpin each other we behind
, Mr. ?Missed to stack the door? Right there by the corner store and everybody fuckin? know You fuckin? know, you fuckin? right, thinkin? this a open mike
more beats than Cristal's fine wine Concrete raps go to black with 50 other niggaz on the other side of the map Knew it's all good and all done what,
That I'm bout to go, Carmelo, D-Wade, Kobe, Mike Man I'm like the old Mike when I go to flight And I'm like Mike Jack wit a show tonight In other words
into that mike; that's what we called it: RAPPING. With my God-damned Uncle Sam button pinned to one side of my chest and the one that said "killing
Shhhhhh? THEY are here? Can you hear THEM breathe? Listen There?s a spider on the wall Watching shadows as THEY crawl Is the Darkness the only way, for the other
comes the policeman: tender poke police walkerwhom the dog and the man see as: precious birthday fudgethen - swamp night (the man) bull nail (the dog - the bulldog's claw) kill
only have ourselves and each other. They have their order and those who impose it. We only have ourselves and each other. It is easy to dismiss those
twins (oh geez!) Just follow me, no Twitter, I'm so realer (realer) Bang, bang the rap game, I'm so Killer (Killer) Mike/mic in my hand, I'm feelin like
Yo, my crew is in the house Terra, Herb Mcgruff, Buddah bless Big twan, Killa Kam, Trooper J, and Mike Boogie And I'ma set it like this Aiyo, folks who
My voice is harsh, barely can speak I called back on the cell, it's Coley, mad as hell He told me to listen well as he started to yell "I just seen Mike
voice is hoarse, barely can speak I called back on the cell, it's Corle', mad as hell Told me to listen well as he started to yell "I just seen Mike
was young I played with guns not a kiddy toy Cause I'm a ruff rugged gangsta not a pretty boy Facts on tracks I recite well Everybody be like mike but mike
, but I'm not mike, why don't you leave me alone, and stay Away from my residence, lookin' for evidence, you act like a brotha Tryin' to kill a fuckin
McQueen's reall sexy, Bob Goulet out, Steve McQueen in! [CASSIE] You cannot go to the movies Until you finish your homework. [AL] Wash the car, [MIKE